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A May 2015
Saying something and then at that moment realizing,
Silence makes the loudest noise.

© S Y A
  May 2015 A
Styles
we are race - in a race war against our own kind.
we find common differences; that makes it fine.
      believing folklore  over our third eye.
             innocent victims paying with their lives.
           a precious life gets written off and its; fine.
               so many campaigns with fake answers; lies.
We getting hung up on the bright cameras flashing;lights.
         blurring our own vision believing truth over fiction; blind
               now I understand why the grass is always
greener on the other side. and,
even though we are all created equal,
they'll will **** you for even trying to make the climb.
  May 2015 A
Poetry by MAN
Reality isn't set in stone
My emotions live in my bones
Life's mistakes I will own
In dimensions I have grown
Pain I feel soul precise
Obtain greatest treasures through sacrifice
Do you feel me in your life?
Deep I plunge like a knife
Hmm WELCOME!!! To the hurt..
Wear my scars like a shirt
Pick yourself up from the dirt
You know what fails now find what works
Some call it Mental Alchemy
Don't need a map it all comes back to me
Eyes wide open but fail to see
Paths and patterns to our destiny
Third eye sight whatever you call it
Feel Vibrations like an Alcoholic
Multiply the good expel the toxic
Restoring the natural power down the robotic
Whoa no I'm not the only one
Many psychics roam free under the sun
Next level create it just for fun
Elevate Humanity..Human race will run
Mind's triggered thoughts explode like a bomb
Plant seeds of hope bloom long after I'm gone
Our Chapter's are short but story is long
Welcome to the Hurt from it we grow STRONG!!!
M.A.N 2-2-15 Wrote this a few months ago..an inspirational piece on how most good things in life come from hard work and sacrifice...
A May 2015
It is simply the way everyday words tediously used with no excitement,
are then transformed into:
A language for emotions
Song lyrics for the soul
Drinks to quench the thirst for our desires
Medicine for the wounds engraved
Oxygen for the dying heart
Beauty and excitement, needed in our lives

A breath of fresh air

For me, poetry is a way I can set myself free
Writing my deepest thoughts onto paper,
That is what inspires me.

© S Y A
Good Morning Awesome People!
  May 2015 A
Asim Javid
If only our eyes saw souls
instead of bodies
how very different our ideals
of beauty would be
  May 2015 A
Jason Cole
Blue is the color of unrequited love
Grey the emptiness therein
Paint a perfect portrait of the loneliness thereof
And color me lonesome again

©Jason Cole
This is a Hank Williams inspired fragment.
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